[He'll say it a thousand times... he doesn't care if Ignis does this, this exquisite, loving, beautiful foreplay. He wouldn't mind if the man simply pinned him down to ravish him, perhaps daily. Tonight will be memorable for every reason, not the least of which is this act. He's being prodded and gently worked by that talented tongue, a tongue that offers him affection and lust in equal parts. It is a thing of beauty.
Then the finger is added, and Albert sighs, shivering.]
I want... [What if he's a fool? What if he lets himself go a little?] I want to be good for you... [He eases his knees a little wider, consciously relaxes his body one muscle group at a time, all the while looking at himself in the mirror. Seeing himself, not being depraved and glorious, but being cherished and kept. All the more reason to submit to this man's every whim.]
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Then the finger is added, and Albert sighs, shivering.]
I want... [What if he's a fool? What if he lets himself go a little?] I want to be good for you... [He eases his knees a little wider, consciously relaxes his body one muscle group at a time, all the while looking at himself in the mirror. Seeing himself, not being depraved and glorious, but being cherished and kept. All the more reason to submit to this man's every whim.]